These dysfunctional family movies typically burn me up, but not as much as The Family Stone did this year. There is a vile attitude covering this piece of garbage, and it not only brings down the attitudes of the audience, but rots the film's content. So nonchalant and self-assuming that it is a unique family experience to see Family Stone, the film chugs along at a steady pace with confidence and strut. But behind that star-studded cast and those impeccably carved looks of Dermot Mulroney, there's nothing behind Stone's snobbish screenplay. The film has its perks and what-not, but a majority of the film is nothing but offensive and uncomfortable filler, most of what leads to an empty cache at the bottom of this rancid barrel. The Family Stone, which is writer/director Tom Bezucha's sophomore effort in film, is an emotionally bankrupt and mean-spirited chunk of old fruitcake. It's something we've all seen before, but it leaves a heavy taste in your mouth and all you'll want to do is forget you've even glanced at it.